I’m going to hell. I turned my friends gf into my midnight sub

She’s been coming over to our place for months now. I never really thought about her that way. I’ve always thought she was cute and funny, but I had a girlfriend the whole time. But of course that all changed when I got dumped.

I was hanging around the living room, a little more often. I got to know her better. And I would start to watch her as she left the room in her oversize T-shirt. She would ask me if I wanted something from the fridge and whether I said yes, or no, she would open the door and bend over showing me that she was only wearing under underneath

Was this for me? Or has these two weeks of being single already started getting to me? My last girlfriend was athletic and really knew how to bounce on my cock. I had it so good. We would fuck nearly every day. So that must just be it, I’m just horny and I should go into my room and jack off. But I don’t really wanna leave the room. Especially when it’s just me and my roommates Gf.

I’ve never been with an anime girl. So this is a whole new breed of women to me. All of her little voices and giggles. And now that I’m really looking at her, damn, she is thick.

We are watching some bullshit anime when her boyfriend walks through and says goodbye on his way to work. And she says OK goodbye honey.

And then we are just sitting there talking in our pajamas.

I don’t know why no one told me before, but this anime shit, can be really erotic. I mention it to her and she just giggles. “ do you want me to turn it off? “She says.

No, I say.

But I feel myself getting hard. And I’m thinking about the last fuck me and my ex had. In the back of my Jeep by the beach. It was sweaty and loud and perfect.

I’m getting hard on the couch next to her. Next to my roommate’s girlfriend. She’s got her back against the corner of the couch and her feet are up facing me. I steal a few glances to see her long, thick thighs, bent up and just a flash of pink underwear. This chick is wearing pink underwear. The animal in me tells me that she wants me to fuck her brains out. The animal in me wants to pull her hair as she whimpers under thrust after thrust after thrust the animal in me tells me to use her until she’s Just a puddle of moans.

“Are you OK?“ She asks.

“ oh sorry,” I say. “Sorry I got lost in thought.”

She smirks. “What were you thinking about?“

That smirk makes me smile. It also makes me realize this is the most I’ve ever paid attention to her. She’s like this sexy emotional support animal. Curly hair. No make up. I hear I am on the same couch as her, her boyfriend’s driving to work, and I’m getting hard 3 feet away from her. I feel the animal want to take control. But I better not let him.

“I was thinking about my ex.”

That deflates her. But only because I think she thought I was going to say I was thinking about her. She must’ve seen my bulge by now.

“ oh I’m so sorry.“ She scooted over her foot and put her hand on my shoulder.

“It’s OK. It was for the best. But I’ll admit, there are some things that I’m really missing right about now.”

Her smirk comes back.

“Yeah, like what?“

“Oh, I probably better not tell you.“ I say.

I catch My roommate’s girlfriend glance down at my crotch, which is now fully strained against my sweatpants. I’m not hiding it. But I’m also not bringing any extra attention to it. But here she is legs crossed facing me on this couch. I’m not even looking at her . I don’t need to. Sometimes you can just tell when you’ve got them on your hook.

“Come on, you can tell me anything.” She touches my shoulder again.

All right, bitch, let’s see about that I think to myself.

“I miss the … physical activity.” I say with a smirk and finally make eye contact with her. And I shit you not she bites her lip. And my dick twitches, but she doesn’t see that because her eyes are locked on mine. I could take this bitch if I wanted to. I’m not sure if I should yet.

“Yeah?” She squirms a little bit.

“Yeah.“ I look away from her and back at the TV. “ I miss being physically active with her.… And in her.“

I apologize. And I swear she blushes and says it’s OK.

“This must be really hard for you. I’m so sorry.“ She puts her hand back on my shoulder. She sounds like she really means it. And she’s doing a really good job pretending I’m at my rock hard cock is not inches away from springing out of my pants.

She used that word on purpose, I think to myself. She must’ve.

I glance at her, and this time I lock eyes and don’t look away. “Thanks. It has been. It’s been really really hard.“ I say, as I lean back which pushes my bulging sweatpants out even further.

It’s silent as we are staring at each other almost like a contest. But instead of who blinks first, it’s who will break this tension first. She’s just sitting there like this little animal. Doe eyed. Mouth slightly open.

The animal in me wants to take her right now. But not yet. Not yet.

She finally looks away, but at the TV. Her body is still facing me, but her eyes are on the anime. It’s some sort of scene about a college professor and his student and some sort of alien creature. I don’t give a shit. I’m watching her. At some point, she moved from sitting cross legged to tucking her feet underneath her. She’s wearing a nightmare before Christmas T-shirt and I can see the crease of her hips and her ass. I need to fuck her. But not yet.

I watch her face as she pretends to watch the TV. She looks deep in thought. I see her try to stink a glance back to my bulge. She bites her lip again. Then she turns her body and faces the TV but she doesn’t move further away from me. Or sitting right next to each other. After what felt like forever, I can see her left hand Twitch. It’s like I can see her fingers thinking. They are about 6 inches away from my thigh. A Twitch again. She has dark purple fingernails. I move my thigh Ever so slightly toward her, and when I do that, I feel my sweatpants move against my bulging head. It knows what’s about to happen.

Her fingertips reach my leg. And then instinctively pull back. All this while she won’t look at me. So I move just another hair toward her. A little silent encouragement for her to be brave. To be a big girl.

She slowly slides her hand on top of my thigh. And holds it there. I haven’t been this hard in a long time. And knowing that her boyfriend is at work makes us all the better. This is forbidden. Supposedly.

As if she opened up the floodgates. Her fingers seemingly decide to move forward towards my crotch. Her finger slide up and down my midsection. You can tell where my cock is, but she goes straight from my balls.

Maybe she’s not so innocent after all. As she squeezes my tight and heavy balls, I think to myself “she knows what she’s doing.“ Only the good sluts go for the balls.

She starts to massage them over my sweatpants with her left hand. Not a word as spoken. Occasionally, her pinky catches my shaft. Then another finger. Then another. And she’s slightly grazing her fingers up the imprint of my cock.

She almost breaks me right here. Her fingers take their time dancing along the underside of my cock. It takes all the willpower in me not to rip her clothes off and pound her into this couch right now, right here. I am gonna make this bitch moan

Not yet not yet.

My patience is rewarded. As her fingertips reach the waistband of my pants. And now she finally looks away from the TV. Her eyes are now on the unveiling. She’s biting that lip again as she slowly pulls down my waist band as my rod springs free.

There’s a sharp intake of breath almost sounds like a little gasp. She pulls the waistband underneath my balls and I pull it down my hips. She’s just looking at it. And I love this. I bounce it a couple times and that makes her laugh.

That seems to give her courage. And she grabs the base of my cock and squeeze it. And slowly starts to stroke up and down. I take a big breath. I didn’t realize I’ve been holding it.

“ you’ve been missing things like this?“ She says. With a twinkle.

“ Yes. Things like this.”

“Here. Let me readjust. I’m right handed.”

She schooches a little closer as she snuggles into me and kind of leans on her left elbow as her right hand swings in and scoops up my cock. And I can tell the difference. She immediately starts stroking me fast. From this position, her head is slightly below mine as it starts to rest on my shoulder. The only bummer about this new arrangement is that I can’t see those eyes. I’m really becoming a sucker for those eyes. I take a big whiff of her hair, which smells like peaches.

She switches up the speed. She goes slow. She goes fast. She gently rubs her thumb across the bottom of my head. The sweet spot. And at this point, I slowly start to pull her T-shirt up, revealing those pink panties and what has to be one of the thickest nicest asses I’ve ever seen. Or maybe it’s just because she has my dick in her hand. Or maybe it doesn’t matter. Nothing does.

I can tell when she feels the cold air on her ass because she squeezes my dick hard. And I slowly slide my hand down her ass cheek and it makes her do that little gasp thing again.

I slide my hand further down her ass. I wanna see if she’s wet. But I take my time Grace just passed her asshole and I can already feel the heat before I get there. The heat of that pussy. The only thing better than feeling that hot slick mess between her legs Was the sound she made once my finger tips reached her lips.

She whimpered.

I started to finger her as she struck me off, but you better believe I’m not done yet. One of my favorite things is giving a girl so much pleasure that she starts to lose control. I can see her head getting lower and lower further down my shoulder. Closer and closer to my cock.

I have two fingers deep inside her. Slowly coming in and out. I tilt my head to see her face, and I swear her mouth and lips are wet too. She’s looking at my cock like it’s an ancient artifact of great power.

But it doesn’t belong in a museum. I belongs somewhere else.

I pull my fingers out of her pussy, sticky, and wet. Find her clit. And start massaging it.

And there is the first moan.

My fingers go slow and strong. I think about spanking her ass. Not yet.

The hand job has all but stopped as she has closed her eyes feeling at all. But she is holding onto my cock very tight as if she might fall off the couch.

Her head is getting closer and closer to my dick. I’m not sure if she’s aware of it.

I stuffed my fingers back in her pussy and finger fuck her for a little bit. Her head is on my stomach now as she has a front row seat, watching her hand, go up and down on my shaft. I go back to her clit.

And there’s that whimper again.

And that’s when I smack her ass. She giggles and it jiggles. 😂

The animal inside me screams and says enough. It wants to be inside her.

My left hand comes off of the armrest and gently lands on the top of her head. I don’t know if it’s that action or my right hands business, but she whimpers once more.

And moans.

My fingers go through her hair, massaging her a little bit. I can feel her breath on my cock.

just as I feel her lips part and the hot, wet heat of her mouth surround my cock, her phone starts buzzing. It’s a text from my roommate.

She’s frozen on my lap as she tells me he’s coming home early. Asking if she wanted any breakfast. To my surprise, she’s not scared. She said she wants Dunkin’ Donuts as she strokes me. She hits send.

She looks up at me. Her hand on my cock my fingers in her pussy. “Ok We’ve got about 10 maybe 15 minutes.”